Long years had left no trace upon Kecier. She was as young and lovely as ever, her peerless visage glowing with radiance, her graceful curves enchanting.
Yet the very moment she awoke, upon seeing the familiar, hauntingly handsome face before her, her eyes brimmed with shimmering light, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks.
Over these long years, though her soul had been imprisoned, it did not mean she was completely unaware of her surroundings.
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